[Again, Souji can't exactly argue with him. No matter how it seems to him, it would be wrong of him to assume he knows better - and the subject obviously pains the other, so he'll let it go. Like this, right now, he won't do much good, will he?
And then Kashuu reveals his name, and for a moment Souji feels as if his entire life has been the unrolling of one great big cosmic joke, and he's just hit another punchline. Of course, now there are no more people to look out for... of course this is the spirit of that man's actual sword. He knows what Hajime would say, that he'd say that Kashuu had found him for a reason, because he used to be Souji's sword long ago, but it's just... a bit much, to think of it like that.
For a moment, his only response is to rub a hand across his own face, laughing rather helplessly.]
You know, I probably should've guessed by now. [He treats Kashuu to a strange little smile, uncertain and apologetic, before taking a deep breath and plunging on.] My name's Okita Souji. I'd say sorry, but that really isn't my fault.
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And then Kashuu reveals his name, and for a moment Souji feels as if his entire life has been the unrolling of one great big cosmic joke, and he's just hit another punchline. Of course, now there are no more people to look out for... of course this is the spirit of that man's actual sword. He knows what Hajime would say, that he'd say that Kashuu had found him for a reason, because he used to be Souji's sword long ago, but it's just... a bit much, to think of it like that.
For a moment, his only response is to rub a hand across his own face, laughing rather helplessly.]
You know, I probably should've guessed by now. [He treats Kashuu to a strange little smile, uncertain and apologetic, before taking a deep breath and plunging on.] My name's Okita Souji. I'd say sorry, but that really isn't my fault.